He drove us. He was sober, I felt light-headed. Warm in the car. After a few minutes, "Take off your dress. Now." As we drove through the night. I looked at him and giggled. He was being serious. That sudden ache. He was waiting. My mouth dry. Luckily it wasn't built up. Only a few houses. The summer night not much past twilight. Undid the safety belt. Twis...
Two days had passed since his wife had him bent over her knees to administer the spanking, and the embarrassment of the whole situation still resonated deeply within him. He was deeply embarrassed by the whole thing, but at the same time his heart raced with excitement every time he thought about it. It was such a surreal situation for him that he didn't k...
There are no characters under the age of 18 in this story. All characters portrayed are over the age of 21. * All about sex. Susan's Saturday night 4F ritual of finding, feeling, fucking, and forgetting about men gets her through her week. Another Saturday night with Susan sitting in another bar having another drink while scoping out another room and loo...
Nadine was going to be different. Zhair'lo had realized that almost immediately. First off, she hadn't tackled him at a run as Talla had. Nor did she have the bright eyed eagerness that had made Natta so ... so very much like Natta had been. Nadine's eagerness was in a wholly separate class. It was in the way she called out his name, the way she took his h...
In Chapter 3 Chris pressures Jean into more and more exhibitionist sex, often with strangers, and he takes her to Key West where she is gang banged, among other adventures. Now back in New York, Jean has put her foot down and their life has become more normal, or at least so it seems. This story involves two couples swapping partners. **************** We...
I have always enjoyed the attention I get from men when I wear white bikinis, particularly when they get wet. The dark shadow of my nipples and pubes always seams to attract the eyes of any virile male. All my swim suits are white; I tell everyone that I wear white to show off my tan. Barry, my husband, must like them because he buys me new white swim wear...
Monday morning was always exhausting. On their way to school "Sahseej Indrabooty" remained silent as his daughter did all of the talking. "May I ask what you thought of Caleb?" She begs. He remains quiet but offers her a glint of eye contact. "Please Father." With a timid sigh he opens up, "He was...nice." "He is. Very nice." Sometimes she hid away he...
Special Thanks to Yoni Noni for editing my story! Thank you so much! * The car rolled to a stop in front of a large, brick mansion. I looked around as Jack ran around to open my door. The door clicked open, "I am so excited for you to meet my parents." Jack had told me a little about his family. He came from old money. His father had been an investment b...
A Day at the Beach It was a beautiful Saturday morning. A perfect day for the beach. I gathered my beach stuff and my camera and drove the ten miles to the local pier. The beach there is wide and has space for several volleyball courts and plenty of space for sunbathing. There is a state university less than a mile from the beach and coeds frequently come t...
The club lights flickered and flashed, lighting her face randomly. Her smiles, her laughter, it was like watching a flip-book as they flashed in front of his face. And every now and then, he would catch her glancing at him. They had flirted off and on, more on lately. Texting each other, chatting online, hanging out at the same club "on accident," all part o...